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Is this the blood you thirſt for? Take I pray. Spectators in his looks ſuch life did ſee, That they appear'd more like to die than he. Lightnings which fill'd the air with blazing light, Did ſerve for touches in that diſmal night; In which, and all next day for many hours, Heav'n graon'd in thunder, and did weep in ſhow'rs, Nor do I wonder that God thunder'd ſo, When Boanerges murder'd lay below.

TRAVELLERS who have met with many ſtorms, troubles and dangers in their journeys, rejoice when they come near their own country; and ſhall not I, a ſtranger and pilgrim, that hath been long wandering in a wilderneſs, be glad when I come near my bleſſed home, my dear friends, and eternal habitation.